C279 Viking (1/2)

However, this guy seemed to know what kind of place Xiao Wen was referring to by talking about Mamluk and Egypt.

”The rabbi is not a cowardly Caucasian! The rabbi is not a slave! The rabbi is not a stupid Cossack! ”

As he spoke, he raised his blade and swung it towards Xiao Wen.

If Guan Yu was here, he would be able to easily control the white man in front of him.

After all, there were too many flaws to his movement of opening and closing.

However, Xiao Wen wasn't Guan Yu. He couldn't use his speed to close in on the big guy and attack his vitals.

However, it was obvious that Xiao Wen's words had angered this big guy. Therefore, his movements became even more berserk. As for the flaws, they were even more numerous.

Xiao Wen looked at this guy.

He wanted to keep the big man enraged, make him swing his knife at him, then trick him into slashing it against the wooden pillar.

As long as the knife was stuck in the wooden pillar, Xiao Wen was confident that he would be able to heavily injure it before the other side could pull out the knife again.

Since he already had a plan in mind, Xiao Wen calmly put some distance between him and the rabbi.

As he pulled away, he said easily, ”Aren't you Mamluk? Then are you a loser... Well, the one you call Eastern Rome? I have heard that the young Asians of East Rome are good infantry, but their Janissaries are better than their infantry. After all, in this world, they are the only ones who can rule over the Emperor and form a law on the election of the imperial guards. ”

Hearing this, the rabbi's rage intensified.

He bellowed, ”Rabbi is not a waste of Eastern Rome!”

As he spoke, he swung his blade towards Xiao Wen.

Xiao Wen hurriedly retreated. Suddenly, he hit the pillar with a bang.

”Very good! The next time I attack, I will let him know how powerful I am! ” A hint of a cold smile appeared on Xiao Wen's face as he thought about it.

Then he went on: ”Then you are a German? Oh! The people of the Holy Roman Empire who were neither sacred nor imperial, and had nothing to do with Rome. I heard that your emperor, the red-bearded Barbarossa, accidentally fell into the water and drowned while participating in the Crusades! Haha! This is so funny. ”

Hearing Xiao Wen's words, the rabbi became even angrier.

The sword in his hand hacked towards Xiao Wen like an axe, about to explode his head.

However, Xiao Wen was, after all, a 300 hour player under the influence of ”Black Soul”.

He threw the treasured sword in his hand onto the ground and rolled forward with his head held in his hands, dodging the attack.

When Xiao Wen stood up, he saw that the rabbi's knife had already cut into the wooden pillar. He knew that from now on, he could do whatever he wanted.

However, at this moment, a few screams came from behind Xiao Wen.

Xiao Wen looked over and found that the remaining three people who hadn't attacked him before were now lying in pools of blood.

Sun Shangxiang, on the other hand, held a bloody dagger and stood on top of the corpse. She looked at Xiao Wen with a proud expression and said: ”Sir, the standards of these three people are quite average! Most likely, even if all of them are combined, they still won't be half as strong as the one you took on. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Wen curled his lips and said, ”I'll get rid of him.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Xiu.

He saw that this trash, who only had five points in combat strength, was standing on the battlefield, expressionless.

It was hard to tell if he was too calm, or if he was too scared to move.

However, Xiao Wen didn't pay too much attention to this matter.

He picked up the sword again and stabbed at the rabbi.

However, at this moment, the rabbi suddenly put down his knife and shouted, ”Vikingarnakommerinteattsmisslyckas!”